Armed Summoners - Black Spears and the Brave Men of the Other World

Martial Arts Festival and Soul Festival ritual.

The Martial Arts Association, betraying the souls and pride of the fighters, for the soul and solace of one who lost his life by “great destruction”, also finally reached the final.

The tournament, which began in the morning, said that where Setsuna decided how quickly to win or lose, there was little difference from the usual rate of progress. Typically, the finals started after 8 p.m., and this year, it was only a difference of an hour or so faster than that. I mean, it didn't make a lot of sense that Setuna has had a good victory called Divine Speed since she summoned the Mail of Doater. Most of all, Setuna and I didn't imagine that much. Setsuna alone decided quickly to win or lose, and the impact on the overall rate of progress is known.

Games.

Many fighters compete, and the thought of putting this tournament on each one is unparalleled, such as Setsuna. We all fight desperately. One fight at a time, all the careful game roll-out went on.

There is also an aspect of the ritual of feasting soul called entertainment. It stinks so bad that there is an entertainment face there even though it is soothing and comforting, but it may be natural for money to move because it is not a charity. Interests. It is also the largest of the entertainments held by the Polar Gang Fighters, and we have heard stories that the amount obtained with this ritual of devotion will fund the activities of the Polar Gang Fighters for the time being. That's why the contestants had to celebrate this martial arts, putting in performances that would make the audience want to drop money while everyone seriously fought WW1.

Setuna is different in that respect.

World War I, God speed's game haul has determined victory.

As a result, a "divine speed” struggle seemed to have been named, but so the feeling of what was going on was stronger. It really doesn't matter.

Setsuna wanted to decide in an instant the game leading up to the finals. Whatever it is, it's a hit on Warren-Roon, the finest fighter. His half-enforced request to join made him the wingman to compete in a martial arts club he didn't even want to leave. Setuna's actions were accelerated by the desire to end the martial arts club as soon as possible, even with every second of the battle he wanted.

And waiting for Setuna, who walked to the final, was a match venue illuminated by an oversized demonic crystal lamp mounted on a pillar of a full star and arena shining in the darkness of the night, and as she proceeded from the aisle leading to the match venue, she felt as though she was still stepping into the dazzling light.

The arena was culminating in the enthusiasm of Aleuteras citizens filling the audience, with a variety of cheers and voices of support flooding the match venue. Not only the fighters of the Fighters, but there are never fewer voices in support of Setuna. Apparently, a few spectators were attracted to the battle of Setuna's "Divine Speed”. It's a completely different result from Setuna's thoughts, but otherwise, I don't feel bad.

An armed referee was waiting as he walked to the center of the match venue, greeted with cheer and applause. And the opponent, who was walking from the opposite aisle, also shows himself. Senior Fighters “Polar Axe” Darrell-Sola of the Polar Strugglers. He's about three minutes taller than Setsuna, and his stature is splendid. He is wearing lightweight armor over tightly packed muscle armor.

As a rule of combat, contestants are required to wear protective equipment for safety purposes. However, it is borne in mind that its protective gear is also not heavily equipped and that it is a match by wooden weapons. Beating down an opponent in heavy armor with a wooden weapon would only break a little bone. No, depending on that, wooden weapons can sometimes break better, which is why the type of protective equipment was also to be limited.

I sincerely thought Mail of Dotor was good with light armor, Setuna, but even if Mail of Dotor was against the rules, there was also a hand in keeping Edge of Thurst in nostalgia, so there's no problem. Regardless, it goes without saying that it is a violation of the rules in itself, and I know a hundred problems are everywhere, but it has nothing to do with Setsuna. I know you have to obey the rules of the martial arts, but Setsuna has no reason to go along with that.

Turning back to Darrell-Sora, he was wearing monstrous armor. The scaly pattern on the armor surface reminded me of the dragon, and the protrusions on the shoulders and hands reminded me of the dragon horns. The helmet also mimicked the dragon's head, and Setsuna wondered if it was the same in every world that the dragon was a symbol of power. Setsuna also wears armor that often mimics dragons. Armor will no longer wear that kind of armor to make up for it with its own summoning armor, but that's why I couldn't forbid nostalgia.

Under his helmet, his unusually sharp eyes shimmered. It reflects the light of the magic crystal lamp. It's like deserving of Setuna, the opponent of the final, no, I've already done the deserving, and I'm thinking about how I should be killed, like that.

Setuna floated all the information she could know about him in her brain, staring back at Darrell-Sora. Darrell-Sora. As I said, he's one of the senior fighters of the Extremely Strong Fighters. In other words, he said he was a fighter of the same size as Desh and that Desh's score against Darrell-Sora was five minutes. However, it is Desh's Darrell-Sora review that Darrell-Sora was the champion of the Soul Feng ritual the previous year and is one step ahead in that regard. As the "polar axe” fighting name suggests, the axe is the specialty. It's a giant wooden axe. Wooden but overdecorated and flashly painted, it would look like a real weapon in the long run. That's the same with Setuna's wooden spear. All wooden weapons used in combat are decorated and painted to look like real weapons from the audience.

It is forbidden to use real weapons because fighting is fun, and it would be huge because if you continue fighting like there are dead people out there every single battle, there will soon be no fighters. Setsuna thought it was great that the obvious thing that life should not be made crude was the basic philosophy of the Fighters. This may also lead to the idea of performing a ritual of soul relief and solace.

Unexpectedly, Darrell-Sora opened her mouth.

"Black Spear Setuna."

"Is that what you are," Polar Axe ”Darrell-Sora?

Setuna said back, he looked unpleasant.

"Hmm. I don't know who you asked, but it's crap. How much is that worth?"

"I don't know. But you're not a fighter here because you find value in something like that?

"No, you're not."

Darrell-Sora shakes her head.

"I'm just trying to be a fighter. It's pointless, like fighting names and other people's ratings. I'm stronger than anyone, I'm just gonna be stronger."

And I've tried to stick the axe in my hand and put it up.

"Setuna. You'll be a stepping stone for that, too."

"If you can do it, do it"

Setuna gripped the wooden spear with both hands and stood on her half, as she said in disgrace to the shore. Darrell-Sora distorts the edge of her mouth somewhere delightful.

The referee looked around at the two faces in turn.

"Are you sure, both of you?

"I don't care any time."

"This way too."

When they agreed, the referee put the axe in his hand over his head.

"... So, Soul Feng's Ritual Final, begin!

As a signal for the start of the game, the axe was swung down.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Moment after moment, Darrell-Sora burst into it. Setsuna also had to fall back sharply for a tremendously powerful push due to the difference in upper back and physique. The great axe swung by Darrell-Sola is arced and slammed to the ground with temper. But Setuna isn't there already. It moves instantly out of Darrell's sight, capturing his empty back.

(Clears throat)

Inside, Setuna stuck out a wooden spear with certainty of victory, but at the next moment, the consequences of the shock awaited. Oh, my God, the divine speeding that Setuna rolled out of his opponent's blind spot was taken by Darrell-Sola's axe blade. Shortly after the recoil passes from the tip of the ear to the pattern and from the pattern to the hand, Darrell-Sora returns her wrist and swirls the axe. As I cleverly tried to wind up the wooden spear and bounced it off, I stuck it towards Setuna, who had been rendered powerless. Even once again, he shouts a roaring roar of the beast, this time swinging it out into a single letter. but by then Setuna is able to regain her calm. Instead of jumping away, he rather penetrated forward, jumped lightly, and threw the big axe that was twisted away, kicking Darrel-Sola's shoulder and flying further forward. Grab and land the wooden spear still in the air. Swing the wooden spear up as you turn around making sure to twist your hips instantly. It clashed with the great axe Darrell-Sora had been wielding and made a fierce noise.

"Let's do it."

You're the one.

Staring into Darrell-Sora's glaring eyes, Setsuna couldn't help but feel something unusual.

This is not the case, such as a regular person who can follow Setuna's movements with the aid of a mail-of-doer.